You will change
All this may seem strange
Losing people you thought loved you
But deep down inside you know it isn't true

You will learn lessons the hard way
There isn't a good way for say
But, maybe you will survive this
After all life is just a hit and miss

Some give up and take the easy way out
Others just get mad and scream and shout
Some like to pretend that nothing is wrong
Some may pretend to be strong

But everyone wears some sort of mask
Like they have some hidden task
That speaking out is forbidden
So they keep it all hidden

Overtime people will see through the cracks
See the colors you are seeping are black
Maybe no one will understand you
Not everything they will say is true

But one thing you can count on
And this is no con
There are people who care about you
Here is a clue

I’ve written poems to help you
I spoke out my deepest thoughts tis’ true
Others have taken entire careers to help you
Because there are many who want to help you

you just have to remove that mask and seek aid
Open the flood gates and cascade
Reach the light at the end of the tunnel

What I would do to have security
To embrace the Trinity
To have the connection
To not have this misconception

What I would do to have a wife
To feel like everything is good in life
To have children calling my name
To hear my wife feel the same

What I would do to have money
To feel that sweet feeling like honey
To not worry about paying bills
To not have to be willing to ****

We all have something wanted
To feel it so close like we’re haunted
But you can have whatever you desire
Just work hard for what you admire

-CC

Flashes of light flood my mind at night
My eyes are closed but I retain my sight
I see how broken this world has become
I see how far i've fallen and become numb

Numb to the selfish acts of humanity
How cruel we are to drive others to insanity
How politics have dominated nations morality
How people lose sight because of nationality

I’ve lost hope in purity
I’ve gained insecurity
No longer do I hold my head high with hope
No longer do I want to help people cope

But I am a fool
I let people use me like a tool
To make themselves feel better
And here she comes, i'm gonna let her

Because my passion is helping others
To give shelter and distribute cover
Even if it means killing myself inside
But these feelings are what I coincide

-CC